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The Calling (2014) Movie Script

    Hey, Dale.
    Good morning, Hazel.
    How we doing?
    I'm great. There you go,
    extra bacon today, okay?
    Great.
    Here you go.
    Thanks so much.
    Hey, you know, I hate to
    bother you with this,
    but there's more of those
    cross-country ski tracks.
    They go right
    through my property.
    Well, winter's almost over.
    I know that,
    but can you stop...
    Yeah, yeah, I will. Okay.
    Thank you.
    Mmm.
    What?
    I need to talk to you.
    Can't you see I'm eating?
    Hang on.
    Okay, I'll wait
    for you inside.
    Okay.
    Ah.
    Here. So what's up?
    Could you take that, please?
    Bob Chandler has
    been trying to reach
    his mother all morning.
    She's not answering.
    And?
    Well, he's getting
    back this afternoon.
    Jolene stopped by
    and knocked on
    the door, no answer.
    So, he's hoping
    that you'll pass by,
    make sure that Delia's okay.
    And why can't you do it?
    Because my shift
    ended while you were
    eating your breakfast.
    Oh, right.
    Let me take care
    of that for you.
    Oh, thanks.
    Yeah, just top it up?
    The cell phone.
    Oh.
    No, it's fine.
    It's been sitting in that
    box for three months.
    It's comfortable there.
    Uh-huh.
    Get some sleep.
    Oh, will you stop by
    Ernie's on the way?
    There was a call
    about some sort of
    fracas over there.
    A "frah-cas"?
    That's what I said,
    "fray-cas."
    "Frah-cas."
    I think it's...
    Try Delia again.
    Okay.
    Delia, it's Hazel.
    I'm letting myself in.
    Delia?
    Yeah, I'm at Delia's.
    Get over here
    as fast as you can,
    and call Spere. Yeah.
    You got here fast.
    This is wild.
    Yeah.
    You knew her?
    Yeah. All my life.
    She went to my mom's church.
    I've never seen
    anything like this.
    What can you tell?
    Well, it looks like
    a knife to the neck.
    Yeah.
    But I'll have to
    bring her to the city
    and get a full report
    from the coroner.
    It could take a couple of weeks.
    I can't wait two weeks.
    Do me a favor,
    take her to the church first.
    I'll meet you there
    and you can see what
    you figure out
    and then take her
    to Mayfair Grace
    for the autopsy.
    I can't do that. Protocol.
    I know what the protocols are.
    I guess so. Sure.
    She's your friend.
    Thanks.
    I appreciate it.
    Tommy,
    if you're gonna puke,
    don't do it here.
    No, I'm okay.
    You sure?
    Maybe I better
    go outside and wait
    for Bob to get here.
    Yeah, I think
    that's a good idea.
    Yeah.
    You okay?
    Yeah, I'm okay.
    You okay?
    Yeah.
    Uh, what about cars?
    Were there any cars around
    that you didn't recognize?
    Oh, yeah, there were cars.
    I mean,
    that you didn't know,
    that you hadn't seen before?
    Yesterday,
    parked over there,
    there was one.
    A dark one.
    Black?
    Like, dark gray.
    Gray. Okay.
    And did you
    see the driver?
    No.
    How about the make?
    Maybe Ronny will remember.
    He knows cars.
    If Ronny does figure out
    anything would you have
    him call me?
    Yeah.
    She's getting big.
    Oh, God.
    I'll... I'll get this.
    I'll take him in the back.
    Oh, thanks.
    I've been trying
    for months to get
    her into hospice care.
    I knew this day was coming
    and I just never
    figured it was going
    to be like this.
    So, did she have
    any family heirlooms
    or expensive jewelry
    or anything in the house?
    You think someone
    was trying to rob her?
    I don't know.
    Was she expecting anyone,
    I mean, besides you?
    No.
    Can I see her?
    Not... Not yet. Let's...
    In a bit.
    So, as you can see,
    this cut is surgical.
    Through the windpipe
    and esophagus
    on the first cut.
    And the second
    deepens all the way
    down to the spinal cord.
    Was he trying to get a trophy?
    Well, another cut
    and it was his,
    so, I'd say no.
    What happened to the finger?
    He broke it before she died.
    You can see the swelling.
    That's definitely before.
    So she did fight back.
    It would be the only sign.
    Didn't see anything else.
    Her face looked
    like she was screaming
    when she died.
    That's a horror movie myth,
    faces frozen in terror.
    Mostly the dead look drunk.
    This was clearly manipulated.
    You have to wait until
    rigor mortis sets in,
    about three hours.
    And then,
    you have to hold
    the mouth and tongue
    in that position
    until the muscle sets.
    For how long?
    I'd say another hour.
    He was standing
    over her with his
    fingers in her mouth.
    When I was a taxidermist
    I actually tried it on
    this tabby cat, and I...
    We're not equipped for this,
    and you are in
    no shape to be
    chasing anyone.
    That leaves me.
    This is something
    I can't handle on my own.
    What, are you
    complaining about this
    before we even give it a try?
    We need to get
    Mason to assign
    a homicide detective.
    We are detectives.
    This is our town.
    Don't let your personal
    shit cloud your judgment.
    We can do this.
    What are you talking about?
    Your words.
    I don't understand what
    you're talking about.
    Your words.
    I don't understand.
    All I have to say is
    I'm gonna do this
    with or without you.
    So if I have to,
    I'll do it alone.
    Fuck you, Hazel.
    Thanks. I knew
    you'd get onboard.
    What?
    I don't think
    you get this good
    on the first try.
    Over here.
    Move back.
    Give her some space.
    I heard about Delia.
    Oh, that was fast.
    Who told you?
    Trudy Davis.
    Everybody's over at the church.
    Why aren't you there?
    'Cause I wanted to be here
    when you got home.
    Well, I'm home, so you can go.
    You know,
    it would mean a lot
    to everybody if...
    Oh, please,
    do not start with your
    Sundays of sunshine shit.
    You can knock it all you want,
    but when you
    were in the hospital
    they were there for you.
    I didn't ask them
    to be there for me.
    It was my back,
    and they made it
    into some kind of
    community tragedy.
    It wasn't just your back.
    You were about to have a baby.
    Well, that was a long time ago.
    And I can count on one hand
    the number of times
    you've talked about it.
    All right, look, I will
    go to the funeral. Okay?
    What do you want to eat?
    Nothing. I'm going out.
    With who?
    With Andy.
    Will his wife be there?
    Oh, I hope so.
    Hey. Sorry I'm late.
    I was starving.
    I went ahead.
    I got you a drink.
    Thanks.
    What's going on?
    You okay?
    It's this back.
    I gotta have
    an operation for the,
    you know, disk thing.
    Again?
    What about the shots?
    They're not working.
    One doctor says it's autoimmune.
    The other one
    says it was the
    original operation.
    I don't know.
    When do they want
    you to have it?
    Six months ago.
    Oh, Hazel.
    I mean,
    your stubbornness
    is gonna kill you.
    There's worse ways to go.
    Listen, there's a great
    rehabilitation facility.
    It's in North Bay.
    Are you crazy?
    I'm not leaving my house.
    Your mom can't carry you.
    I'd like to see her try.
    Maybe I can help some.
    I could come over maybe
    once or twice a day.
    What would your wife say?
    My wife?
    My wife would say
    that you're having surgery
    to get me under your roof again.
    She's a riot.
    Here you go, Hazel.
    You two seem to be in sync.
    You jealous?
    You gotta go.
    No, I should go.
    I should go, Hazel.
    I'll...
    I'll get you next time.
    Wait. I mean,
    while I have you here,
    I just thought
    maybe you could
    help me with this.
    This asshole cop
    got me on the way
    back from hockey.
    Sure.
    Okay, thanks.
    Mmm-hmm.
    Okay.
    We don't open for
    a couple of minutes,
    but come on in.
    It's cold.
    Hmm.
    Have a seat
    wherever you like.
    Coffee's brewing.
    Some hot water, if you have it.
    That one of those green teas?
    It's damiana,
    natural tonic.
    Oh.
    Get a lot of truckers
    this time of the morning,
    but you don't
    look like a trucker.
    I'm not.
    Well, cook should be
    here any minute if you
    want to see a menu.
    Just berries, if you have.
    Yeah.
    Sorry, it comes with melon.
    Are you a doctor?
    I specialize
    in methods
    that conventional
    medicine ignores.
    What kind of methods?
    Many diseases
    can manifest through
    our environment.
    What we eat, how we live,
    and just as we may
    create our illness,
    our bodies can be healed.
    And that works on, uh...
    On sick people?
    If they are pure
    of heart and mind, yes.
    My daughter Rose is...
    She's sick.
    They call them seizures,
    but it's like
    she falls over dead.
    They think it's a brain tumor.
    How old is she?
    She's 12.
    And straightway the
    damsel arose and walked,
    for she was of the age of 12.
    And they were
    overcome with wonder.
    Mark 5:42.
    Excuse me.
    Pretty good month.
    What are they
    talking about in there?
    Um, something
    about an Oldsmobile.
    I'm just gonna
    leave those here.
    Yeah, okay.
    So are you liking
    it here so far?
    Uh, yeah, it's great.
    You know, if you need any
    help finding an apartment,
    I know lots of places.
    I'm good. Thank you.
    Okay.
    Stop flirting
    and get him in here.
    She...
    So I found
    three late '80s Olds
    in the system.
    One's on cinder blocks,
    the other two are
    accounted for.
    So that means the one
    Jolene saw...
    Didn't come from here.
    Right.
    Uh, this is Ben Wingate.
    Good morning.
    Good morning, Mr. Wingate.
    And where did they find you?
    Toronto.
    52 Division.
    You transferred
    from Toronto to here?
    Yes, ma'am.
    Whose wife did you screw?
    Uh...
    It... It was my choice.
    Why?
    I thought it was nice.
    It's not nice.
    No, it's not nice at all.
    But it is interesting,
    isn't it, that he shows up,
    when we have our first
    murder in four years?
    Is that that?
    No, I didn't set that ring.
    And how do you answer it?
    Just press that button.
    There. Yeah.
    Stop. Shut up.
    How do you do that?
    The bottom one.
    Oh, shit. I broke it.
    Give me that.
    I will fix this.
    Dismissed.
    My mother
    lived her whole life
    in this town.
    She was one of
    the original members
    of Civitan Zone 5.
    Every year, and I can remember,
    she would put on her best dress,
    go out and sell
    Claxton cakes at Christmas.
    She once told me that
    if I speak at her funeral,
    to make sure everyone
    here remember her
    how she was before the sick.
    The Delia Chandler
    who had great gams and
    could kick over her head.
    And who loved her family
    and her community.
    Oh, God,
    here she comes.
    Andrew.
    Hey.
    Glynnis.
    Hey, Hazel.
    I know you call him Andy.
    I'm just trying
    to be respectful.
    Well, I call him Andrew.
    You can call him
    whatever the hell
    you want,
    but if you want
    to be respectful,
    stop parking your car
    outside our house.
    Excuse me,
    but some people
    have jobs.
    My job happens to be to take
    care of this community.
    What is your job?
    Because, at the bar...
    Why don't you go down the way?
    Why don't you go
    there for a while?
    I feel bad for Andy.
    I really, I want him
    to be happy, I just...
    Hey. We got a dead
    body out in Chamberlain.
    What does he see in her anyway?
    I mean, really.
    What did you say?
    Dead body
    out in Chamberlain.
    Potential homicide.
    Well, that's not us.
    Well, Mason wants us to go
    out there, so it is now.
    He called you and not me?
    Body in there?
    Yeah.
    Victim's name?
    Michael Ullman.
    The horse trainer
    found him this morning.
    She had the week off.
    Okay. I'd like
    to talk to her.
    Oh, I don't know where
    she is. I told her that
    she could leave, I...
    All right, relax.
    Do you know
    where she lives?
    Do you have her phone number?
    Okay, I'd like you to call her,
    ask her if she's seen
    an old make Oldsmobile,
    gray, maybe between '85, '89.
    You can do that now.
    Yeah.
    Good.
    Go.
    Whoa.
    What is it?
    No stomach.
    What do you mean
    there's no stomach?
    It's been removed.
    Hazel?
    What is it?
    I think I found his stomach.
    Two murders in three days,
    couple of 100 clicks apart.
    Something's in the air.
    Full moon?
    You think he's
    smart enough to know
    our jurisdiction lines?
    You think this is
    connected to Delia?
    Well, it's...
    A gruesome crime scene.
    No forced entry.
    I don't think so.
    I mean,
    the victims couldn't
    be more different.
    An old lady in town.
    Rich guy on a farm.
    What's the connection?
    His face looked pretty
    weird, didn't it? Hmm?
    Mmm-hmm.
    It could have
    been manipulated
    but it wasn't so obvious.
    Would it show up in the autopsy?
    Not if he was
    wearing gloves.
    Thank you.
    You guys?
    All right.
    Don't put your drink
    on my photo album.
    You're gonna get a mark on it.
    Hmm.
    I haven't looked
    at these in a long time.
    Oh, look at
    those false eyelashes.
    Remember those?
    Yeah, they were ridiculous.
    Remember at your wedding
    when you started laughing
    and you laughed
    so hard you cried
    and your eyelashes
    slid down your cheek?
    I'm not the one that
    started the laughing,
    you did.
    No, I didn't.
    I did... No.
    I was laughing
    because you were laughing.
    You... Once you started
    I had to join in.
    You have such
    an infectious laugh.
    You have a terrible memory.
    I don't have a terrible memory.
    That's exactly what happened.
    I miss that laugh.
    Okay. Well,
    enjoy your corpses.
    Thank you.
    I was just calling
    to see if there'd been
    any recent murders
    in your jurisdiction.
    Uh, sure, I can hold.
    Who is that?
    Hamilton Police Department.
    They're not sure
    they've had any murders?
    Yeah, I'm still here.
    Got your requisition
    for more manpower.
    Didn't I send somebody to you?
    Yes, but we still only
    have two detectives,
    me and Ray.
    Well, that should be
    enough to solve one murder.
    Two.
    We think this is
    the work of a...
    Oh, good God.
    No, please.
    Serial killer.
    Serial killer, huh?
    Do you know what we
    call two murders here?
    The morning shift.
    You should do stand-up.
    Oh, wait a second.
    This is your way
    of convincing me
    to give you the permanent
    Commanding Officer job,
    with a suicide
    attempt on your record.
    You lost your chance
    when they had to pump
    painkillers out of
    your belly in the ER.
    I'm telling you
    about two murders.
    Do you think I give
    a shit what my title is?
    You would have been forced
    into retirement without me,
    so watch your mouth.
    All right, Hazel,
    you want my attention,
    you got it.
    What do you have?
    Look.
    You see how her mouth
    was manipulated?
    We think his was too.
    And there was
    no forced entry
    in either case,
    and Ullman's body
    was just a few miles over
    the jurisdictional line.
    And?
    Well, so he's
    spreading his targets
    far enough apart
    and he's changing
    the profile of the victims
    so that we don't connect them.
    Serial killers
    leave calling cards.
    They want the world to
    know what they're doing.
    I'm telling you,
    I know that this
    is the same guy.
    You know nothing.
    You are guessing and
    you want me to give you
    manpower to follow a hunch.
    All I need is
    one detective with
    profiling experience.
    You know, if I knew that
    sending you to Chamberlain
    was going to trigger this
    I would have sent somebody
    who's better equipped.
    But, as I said,
    I don't have anybody else.
    No. No specific
    age or gender.
    No it could look like anything.
    Yeah, uh, yeah, the mouth.
    That's exactly
    what we're looking for.
    No, it could
    look like a suicide.
    Uh, could you
    send that over to me?
    Is she upstairs?
    She's sleeping.
    Oh.
    I just, um...
    I don't think
    now is a good time.
    Hmm.
    I'm sorry.
    I understand.
    Wait.
    Can you open your mouth for me?
    Stick out your tongue.
    Ah.
    What happens just
    before you fall down?
    It smells funny.
    Like what?
    Scrambled eggs.
    Do you like scrambled eggs?
    Not anymore.
    Hmm. I don't like
    scrambled eggs either.
    What is it?
    This is mistletoe.
    It's like Christmas.
    Oh, this is my favorite part.
    There.
    I'm not drinking that.
    Do you like honey?
    Yeah.
    Could you bring us some honey?
    I'm going to die, aren't I?
    Hmm. We're all going to die.
    That's how God intended it.
    But how we live and how we die,
    that can be meaningful.
    Do you want to get better?
    I forgot to tell you.
    These cups are magic.
    If you sing to them,
    they'll make the
    tea taste better.
    Your turn.
    Keep singing.
    Keep singing.
    I looked into that
    stuff you asked about.
    She had an e-mail account.
    Traded gardening tips
    with a cousin in Calgary,
    and she visited
    a soap opera chat room.
    She kept busy.
    That she did.
    The only thing
    she bought was
    a gold cross necklace
    on overstock.com.
    I don't remember
    her wearing necklaces.
    It's my wife's
    birthday next week.
    It's gonna be weird
    getting something
    from her now.
    She never said it out loud,
    but she'd been
    suffering for a long time.
    I could see she
    was ready to go.
    It was in her eyes.
    Maybe he did her a favor.
    Doesn't make it right.
    I know.
    But it helps me sleep.
    Wingate.
    You're gonna want to see this.
    Okay.
    Uh, maybe I should
    walk you through that.
    No, that's fine.
    Good night. Thank you.
    Okay, are you sure?
    Do you like curry?
    Yeah.
    I love curry.
    Well, Hazel, let the kid in.
    Uh, I finally
    got all these files
    I've been chasing down
    and I think we're
    missing something
    with the faces.
    This is Gary Dewer,
    found by his son,
    hanging from a chandelier.
    Plastic bag over his head.
    Look at... The tongue
    is pressed down
    towards the teeth.
    Four days later Adrian Grunwald,
    mouth found open.
    And then
    we have Morton Halfe.
    Look at this,
    his mouth is almost
    identical to Dewer's.
    Like Ullman's.
    Yeah.
    What's the connective...
    You know, what are we missing?
    All the mouths
    are clearly manipulated.
    Is it like a code or something?
    How's the curry?
    Oh, uh, it's great.
    Thank you.
    It's delicious.
    Glad to see someone's
    eating my cooking.
    So, why did you
    transfer from Toronto
    to here, really?
    I mean, don't give
    me the bullshit about
    a small town life.
    Um...
    Uh, my partner died last year.
    On duty?
    Uh, he wasn't a cop.
    The guys on the force didn't
    take that news so well.
    Well, how do you
    like it here, so far?
    Excuse me,
    I ask a lot of questions.
    It's an occupational hazard.
    No, that's okay.
    Are you a reporter?
    No.
    Judge. Retired.
    Oh. Well, then,
    Your Honor...
    Um, I like it.
    I mean, uh,
    it's slower.
    Mmm-hmm.
    But, uh,
    that's good,
    you know, it gives you
    kind of more time to think.
    Exactly.
    You been calling your mother?
    All right, stop it.
    What? Kids should
    talk to their mothers.
    And some mothers talk too much.
    Meaning me?
    Yes.
    Okay.
    You're my mother.
    You're talking too much.
    I'm hardly talking at all.
    Okay.
    You're grilling him.
    I'm not!
    I'll clear.
    Next.
    Looks like he's singing.
    Next.
    What about this one?
    The mouth's pressed
    together. What if...
    Seriously, what if
    he's saying something?
    He's not saying
    something, he's dead.
    I know.
    Well, is he saying anything?
    It's like a...
    Look, it's like a...
    Buh, like a buh.
    No, it's mmm...
    Mmm, mmm. Muh.
    Well, go to the next one.
    That's it, go on.
    The upper lip
    is bent. It's buh.
    Now do it again.
    Say a sentence
    that has a "muh" sound
    and a "buh" sound.
    You're going to
    see the difference.
    Your mother got hit by a bus.
    Yeah. Do you see...
    Your...
    Mother... Muh and buh,
    they're two entirely...
    Okay, try it again.
    Okay, that's a mouth
    that's wide open, right?
    Go back.
    If you
    look at it, the lips
    are curled in. Mmm.
    You're right
    if you're talking
    about Portuguese.
    I don't speak Portuguese.
    Or maybe
    it's not what they're
    saying as individuals.
    Maybe they're syllables
    and whoever manipulated
    their mouths
    is saying something
    with them all...
    Will you be quiet!
    Well, some of them
    don't look like they're
    saying anything together.
    Maybe it's in
    the wrong order, then.
    Well, it's the order
    that we found them.
    Well, maybe
    it's a different order.
    Maybe it's the order in
    which they were killed.
    How about
    if we try it going
    from west to east?
    So, that would
    be Dewar, Grunwald,
    Fortnum. Try that.
    Okay.
    Faster.
    The vowels?
    Think about how many vowels.
    Vowels make you
    open your entire mouth.
    I mean, think about it.
    It's only buh or muh,
    it's slow but it's
    something like a...
    Jesus.
    Lie-bee-la.
    Lie-bee-la. Lie-bee-la?
    No, no, no,
    it's Lie-bee-ra.
    It's an "R".
    Look at, uh...
    Look at his mouth.
    That's an L.
    Now can you flip to
    Ruby Marshall, please?
    Yeah. See how the
    tongue is kind of on
    the side of the mouth?
    That's an R.
    It's ra.
    As in, "You're wrong."
    Lie-bee-ra
    ri-e. Ra-ri-e.
    It's Professor Plume
    in the lie-bee-ra-ri-e
    with the candlestick.
    I'm done.
    Hey, guys.
    What if it isn't English?
    What do you mean, like French?
    Huh.
    They were all Catholic.
    It's Latin.
    I guarantee you,
    this is Latin.
    Latin? Who speaks Latin?
    People in Latin America.
    Oh, God. It... Listen,
    it sounds like Latin.
    It's not that.
    Lie-bee-ra.
    I guarantee you that's Latin.
    Well, I know the words,
    but I don't actually
    speak the language.
    Oh.
    Now, Father Price
    at Saint Xavier, he was
    a linguistics professor.
    He could help.
    When you get to be my age
    it's a comfort to have
    those reminders of
    some accomplishments.
    Sit, sit down, please.
    Thank you, Father.
    They're your students?
    No.
    We used to take in orphans
    and find them homes.
    But you don't anymore.
    No.
    But you didn't come here
    to talk about that.
    No.
    Could you help me and
    tell me what that means?
    Libera.
    It's the imperative
    of the Latin verb
    that is at the root
    of liberty. Liberate.
    Well, let me see.
    With the E following,
    eos. Libera eos.
    Deliver them.
    So does that phrase mean
    anything special to you?
    Libera nos domine.
    Now, that's quite
    a common phrase.
    Free us Lord.
    Um, Libera.
    Re-Eos. Libera-re-Eos.
    Libera-re-Eos.
    And what does that mean?
    Set them free.
    So, they're similar.
    Similar, yes, but not
    at all the same. Do you...
    Do you know anything
    about the history of
    the written Bible?
    Well, I always thought
    it was kind of like
    a 2,000 year-old game
    of broken telephone.
    Let me explain.
    The Bible, as we know it,
    was composed around
    400 Anno Domini.
    It contained an oral component,
    because elements of
    that Bible were prohibited
    from being written down.
    Forbidden songs.
    Blessings conferred
    upon the closest
    of Christ's disciples.
    These were meant
    to be communicated
    only between high priests,
    because once the
    blessing was offered,
    the listener became
    the keeper of it.
    And the speaker,
    on certain occasions,
    offered himself
    up as a sacrifice.
    For what?
    Liberare Eos.
    A sacrifice to
    set them free.
    So you do know what it means.
    Uh, I have...
    Oh, here.
    When the women went
    to complete the burial
    rites at Christ's tomb,
    they found it empty.
    Hmm.
    Their service was rewarded
    by the Holy Ghost
    with that prayer.
    A consecration against death.
    So immortality?
    No, not quite.
    Liberare Eos is
    a prayer of resurrection.
    Okay.
    Ah, back then,
    people had deeper faith.
    Blind faith.
    Profound faith.
    Well, how exactly does it work?
    I promise I won't tell anybody.
    It required 12 willing souls
    to sacrifice themselves
    to bring back the one.
    Now, the operative word
    is, "willing."
    Once the final life was given,
    the prayer was spoken
    aloud and witnessed.
    And then those 12 disciples
    who sacrificed themselves
    were granted eternal salvation.
    And the chosen one was reborn.
    I mean, you know,
    this is early
    Christian mysticism.
    This pre-dates even
    the Vatican.
    And do you really
    believe this stuff?
    I did, yes, once.
    But times are different now.
    Unwavering belief
    in the church is
    difficult to sustain.
    Perhaps, I mean,
    I think quite possibly,
    with good reason.
    I find it fascinating
    that someone like you
    would be interested in
    unearthing this prayer
    that has been for 1,500 years,
    by and large, lost.
    I think somebody
    may have found it.
    If you can sleep
    on the floor why can't
    I sleep in my chair?
    'Cause I'm special.
    Let's go up.
    You certainly are.
    Hey! Do you remember
    that gold cross that Delia
    Chandler bought online?
    Yeah.
    They never got it.
    Nothing showed up
    at Delia's either.
    So?
    Overstock.com
    shipped through
    a PO box
    in Port Hardy, BC,
    addressed to Jane Buck.
    BC?
    I called Delia's son.
    He's never heard of her.
    The post office
    wouldn't give out any
    information over the phone,
    so I looked up Jane Buck
    in the local white pages
    and guess what?
    What?
    There's a phone number
    and home address 10 miles
    from that PO box.
    Go for it.
    Oh.
    Hello?
    Hello.
    Is this Jane Buck?
    Who is this?
    This is Officer Ben Wingate,
    from the Fort Dundas
    Police Department.
    You wouldn't happen to
    know anyone by the name of
    Delia Chandler, would you?
    This isn't a good time.
    Okay. When would
    be a good time?
    Could be a lead.
    Come on, you gotta let me go.
    I would love to let you go,
    but I don't have the money
    to fly you there.
    My mom gives me Air Miles
    every year for Christmas.
    I've never used them.
    I found our Olds.
    This is where he got the ticket.
    Okay. Well, let's start
    knocking on some doors.
    So you just let him in?
    I spoke with him
    for quite a while
    at the diner.
    My daughter was very sick
    and I believed that he
    could help her.
    I was desperate.
    Nothing else was working.
    What did he look like?
    Tall, thin.
    He had a big bag.
    Dark coat.
    Sandy blonde hair. Beard.
    I remember he had kind eyes.
    I don't know if that helps.
    Okay, so you let him in
    and then what happened?
    He gave her some tea.
    He came out,
    he said she was sleeping.
    So I looked in on her.
    She looked peaceful,
    so I let her rest.
    Then she woke up screaming,
    vomiting, burning up.
    I took her to the hospital.
    They told us it was
    a 50-50 chance she'd
    make it through the night.
    Two days later
    the vomiting stopped
    and the MRI was clear.
    Yeah, hon.
    I want to show you a drawing.
    Okay. Excuse me
    just for a second.
    Killers kill.
    They don't heal.
    You know,
    Jesus raised a little
    girl from the dead.
    She was about that age.
    It was one of his top 10
    miracles, actually.
    You're referencing
    scriptures now?
    I did my research.
    Okay, so you really
    believe that this guy...
    I think she believes
    that this guy...
    Hi.
    Hi.
    Simon said you would come.
    His name Is Simon?
    And did Simon say anything else?
    He said the police
    would be looking for him.
    That they would say
    he did bad things.
    But he's not bad.
    He taught me a song.
    Great. Thanks.
    Today with a high of plus four.
    There is a snowfall
    warning, though.
    Expect up to 10 centimeters
    of snow overnight.
    For the coast
    of Haida Gwaii, rain,
    a high of plus eight,
    inland rain
    as well as a high
    of plus seven degrees.
    Hazel, sorry. Um...
    These came for you
    from the coroner.
    Great. Thanks.
    Uh, do you need anything?
    No.
    Coffee or ibuprofen
    and aqua.
    No, I'm fine, thanks.
    Do you want me to do
    anything for you?
    No. Uh-uh.
    Okay, well, let me know.
    Okay.
    Awesome. Okay.
    Okay. You are
    relentlessly cheerful.
    Well, I try.
    Yeah.
    Where are we going?
    Warren, hi. It's Hazel.
    Yeah, quick question,
    um, Ruby Marshall,
    was she sick when she died?
    Yeah, I know her
    head was in the freezer.
    I'm asking...
    Sarco...
    And is that terminal?
    Okay, thanks, yeah, that...
    That really helps me.
    Okay. Bye.
    Hey! This is
    private property.
    You don't leave
    I'm gonna call the...
    Jane Buck?
    Let me see that.
    Just want to ask you
    a couple of questions.
    I just bring in the mail.
    For who?
    You can't arrest me.
    I haven't done anything.
    I'm not gonna arrest you.
    Just tell me
    what's in the camper.
    Gifts.
    Who from?
    The disciples.
    What?
    You can't go in there.
    Then let me...
    You don't have a warrant.
    Please.
    You cannot go in there.
    Miss, step aside.
    Ah.
    You don't know what you've done.
    You don't know what you've done!
    Oh! Oh, God.
    Oh.
    Oh, God.
    Okay.
    No, I didn't touch anything.
    I took some pictures
    with my cell phone.
    I just got the hell outta there.
    No. I figured
    it would be better
    to keep a low profile.
    What about the body?
    He's been soaking in
    formaldehyde for months.
    I don't think
    he's going anywhere.
    So do you think that
    your mom has enough points
    to get you to Montreal?
    What are you doing?
    You think that's
    where he's headed?
    Well, he started in BC,
    he's been going east
    ever since.
    I think it's a good bet.
    You could
    go there and get a car
    and check out
    the Eastern Townships.
    I'm on it.
    Hazel, we can't let
    this green kid go out on
    some wild goose chase
    on his own dime.
    What other choice do we have?
    I'll call Mason.
    Give me two days,
    then you can call Mason.
    If Wingate makes any
    kind of mistake, this guy
    walks on a technicality.
    He's not gonna make a mistake.
    I'm telling you
    she was expecting him.
    What do you mean?
    Well, the dress she was wearing,
    that was delivered
    from the cleaners
    the day before.
    And... And she
    vacuumed the carpet.
    You're...
    You're over-thinking this.
    No, uh, she was
    wearing pantyhose.
    Delia only wore pantyhose
    when she went to church.
    Well, maybe she was
    going out for lunch.
    No, she was trying
    to impress him.
    Oh, now we're getting
    off track. It's simpler
    than that, Hazel.
    He was preying on the weak.
    He was preying on the faithful.
    When was the last time
    you went to church?
    My cousin's wedding.
    To pray?
    The only god I ever prayed
    to was Guy Lafleur.
    Exactly.
    Now he was
    promising them salvation.
    In exchange for what?
    In exchange for their deaths.
    So why butcher them?
    It's for show,
    just to confuse us.
    Then how did he find her?
    There is nothing weird in here.
    Are you sure you know
    what you're doing?
    Maybe I should call Melanie.
    There's nothing.
    Well, maybe somebody erased it.
    Wait.
    Wait, wait.
    Mmm-hmm.
    Look at that.
    What am I looking at?
    Massach,
    faith for the dying.com.
    We have nine victims.
    He's said three-quarters of
    the prayer of resurrection.
    There were 12 apostles.
    So he needs
    three more victims
    to finish the prayer.
    Okay, so this email address is
    actually linked to a bunch
    of different websites.
    Most of them are chat rooms
    talking about cancer,
    suicide, heart disease.
    Ah, that's how
    he's recruiting them.
    What's LTP?
    Let's talk privately.
    Okay, see this T Lawrence?
    I need to find out
    where that person lives.
    Are you ready to begin?
    Of course.
    If you are going
    to be a part of this,
    I will have to cleanse you
    of your transgressions.
    Close your eyes.
    Yeah, I'm pulling up now.
    Okay, what can you see?
    Looks clear.
    There's no cars in the driveway.
    See if you can
    get a little peek inside.
    Okay.
    There's nobody home.
    What do you want me to do?
    Well, see if you
    can peek in the window,
    see what's inside.
    You're not sending him in there.
    This may be our only chance.
    He's a kid, for Christ sake.
    He's a police officer.
    You wait for backup, Wingate.
    We don't have time to wait.
    I'm gonna go around back.
    Wait.
    Standard procedure, Wingate.
    No! No! Just back off.
    You call for backup,
    you wait.
    Oh, come on,
    he's gotta get in there.
    Call for backup.
    The guy's gonna get away.
    We're not gonna wait.
    You secure the perim...
    No. No. Back off.
    Come on. Go ahead.
    Check out the window.
    Wait for backup.
    Secure the perimeter.
    He can't wait!
    The guy's going to be gone!
    There's blood.
    There's blood everywhere.
    Stand down, Wingate!
    No! No!
    Wait for backup!
    Wingate, proceed.
    Listen to me.
    Where are you?
    Wingate!
    Tell me what's going on.
    I'm in the backyard.
    Don't listen to Hazel!
    You are risking his life.
    You are throwing away
    your job and mine.
    This is my job!
    I'm going in.
    Wingate?
    Wingate!
    Ben?
    Ben? Ben?
    Hello, Hazel.
    Who is this?
    Well, you know who it is.
    Otherwise you wouldn't
    have sent poor Ben out to
    look for Dr. Lawrence,
    would you?
    I swear to God, if you touch...
    Hazel, relax.
    He looked so tired.
    You've been working him
    so hard I gave him
    something to sleep.
    Did you get my package?
    I have to go now, Hazel.
    But I have faith...
    Our paths will cross again.
    Yeah. This is
    Detective Ray Greene
    from Fort Dundas PD.
    I need
    a full response unit
    to 76 Dollard Street.
    There's an officer down.
    Mason offered me the
    CO job six months ago.
    I turned it down.
    Maybe you should have taken it.
    Is it on?
    Today I'm leaving this body
    that has tortured me for years.
    But it has given me
    the moments I treasure.
    Running, as a child,
    dancing with my husband.
    Bringing my son into this world.
    I want to live,
    but not like this.
    I love you and
    I want you to know that
    I'm trusting my body
    to someone worthy,
    who will cleanse my spirit
    and bring me home.
    Remember me as I was.
    Thank Dr. Reiner
    for his kindness.
    Give Jenny a big kiss
    from grandma.
    I had the photos blown up
    that I took in the trailer.
    It's Delia's necklace
    and all the other gifts
    the victims sent to Simon.
    No. Come back here.
    Really, how are you doing?
    He had that syringe to my neck
    before I even saw his face.
    Yeah.
    What?
    My God, I'd swear...
    This is Father Price
    in this picture,
    like 30 years ago.
    What is a picture of
    Father Price doing
    in a trailer
    halfway across the country?
    What I'm about to undergo
    is a sin in His eyes.
    Are you afraid, Father?
    Today is my day
    of judgment, reckoning,
    of course I am.
    Of what?
    You know, Peter.
    I've been told
    that my mistake...
    My mistake alone
    is what led us here to this sin.
    Gabriel's sufferings
    led me to the prayer.
    And the prayer is pure.
    It was never meant
    to be used this way!
    Only Christ can raise the dead.
    Christ is in us all.
    You taught me that.
    I am allowing you
    to trespass on my soul.
    It's a sin, Peter.
    It's a sin.
    I'm the one committing
    the sin, Father, not you.
    When all the
    sacrifices are complete,
    God will forgive the trespasses.
    May God forgive us both.
    I would like to pray.
    Of course, Father.
    Our Father,
    which art in heaven,
    hallowed be Thy name.
    Thy kingdom come,
    Thy will be done on earth
    as it is in heaven.
    Give us this day our daily bread
    and forgive us our trespasses
    as we forgive those
    who trespass against us.
    Lead us not into temptation,
    but deliver us from evil.
    For thine is the kingdom,
    the power and the glory,
    forever and ever.
    Amen.
    Amen.
    Where's your pain today, Father?
    Everywhere.
    I love you, Father.
    Father Price.
    Father Price?
    He's not here.
    Sister, excuse me.
    I'm sorry to have
    to do this now,
    but could you
    tell me if you know
    what happened
    to any of the boys
    in this picture?
    These two boys,
    Peter and Gabriel Mallick.
    We could only find
    a home for one of them.
    Father Price chose to
    send the younger boy,
    Gabriel.
    We didn't ask a lot of
    questions in those days.
    Broke his heart
    when he learned
    how he had suffered.
    Peter found him, took him in.
    They moved out West.
    Away.
    But it was too late.
    He was never the same.
    Gabriel took his
    own life last year.
    A few weeks later,
    Father Price grew ill.
    Cancer.
    He felt it was God's way
    of punishing him.
    When was the last time
    that you saw Peter?
    Three months ago,
    after his brother's passing,
    he came to Sunday service.
    Said he was going
    on a long trip.
    And a few weeks ago
    he called Father Price.
    Really?
    I figured out who he is.
    His name is Peter Mallick
    and he changed his...
    We know.
    What do you mean, you know?
    We got into his
    e-mail account.
    We know who he is.
    We know where he's going.
    Carl Smotes.
    We're coordinating
    with the RCMP to put him
    into protective custody.
    When?
    It's not your concern
    anymore, Hazel.
    What? What are
    you talking about?
    We can handle this.
    No! I wanna be there.
    What do you mean,
    you can handle it?
    I'm the one that figured it out.
    I'm the one that
    told you about it
    in the first place...
    You're done!
    ...and you wouldn't
    even listen to...
    You're done!
    I'm not done!
    I wanna be there.
    What do you want
    from me, an apology?
    I am sorry.
    You were right.
    There's a serial killer.
    Does that make you
    feel better?
    Fuck you.
    Hello?
    Hey, it's me.
    Did they get him?
    No. It's gonna be
    a long night.
    They brought in the cavalry.
    Uh, you should be here.
    The guys are
    all really impressed
    with what you did.
    You saved a man's life.
    Well, if he was talking
    to Simon then that meant
    he wanted to die.
    So I don't think he's
    gonna be too happy.
    Well, when he shows up,
    we're gonna get him.
    What if he doesn't show up?
    I don't know. I mean,
    he's come this far.
    I don't think he's gonna
    stop now. One away from
    getting his 12 disciples?
    He's coming.
    Are you still there?
    Yeah, I'm here.
    I have my day off tomorrow.
    Why don't I come by?
    I'll cook you dinner.
    Goodnight, Wingate.
    I'll get you something for that.
    Why did you bring me here?
    You brought us together.
    You heard the calling
    when everyone around
    you could not.
    And you chose to
    become a part of it.
    This is where we're
    supposed to be, together,
    under the eyes of God.
    And this is where it will end.
    Mmm-mmm. No.
    For your pain.
    No.
    All the disciples gave
    themselves willingly.
    Murdering you will not
    honor the prayer.
    Do you want your pain
    to end or do you not?
    It is your choice.
    Hmm?
    It's remarkable, isn't it?
    What is it?
    A hybrid of many plants.
    Grown here.
    You could be helping
    people instead of...
    Doing this.
    I am
    helping people.
    I know you lost your
    brother and you'll do
    anything to bring him back.
    But what is the point?
    I mean, he killed himself.
    He doesn't want to be alive.
    He wanted to die.
    Everyone deserves
    a second chance.
    Hazel, I lost my brother
    but I never lost
    my faith in God.
    When he returns,
    he will be cleansed,
    as will you.
    Can you imagine a day
    when you're not clouded
    by all that alcohol?
    No.
    Tell me something beautiful,
    something good that you've
    brought to this world.
    Nothing.
    Have you ever loved?
    Really loved?
    Someone...
    Someone other than yourself?
    What have you lost, truly lost,
    that had some meaning for you?
    My baby.
    This is your chance.
    Drink this and all your
    suffering will be gone.
    Drink this and bring
    meaning to your life.
    Drink this and offer
    the disciples unto God.
    Drink this and bring
    life back to this world.
    Let go.
    I can't. I want
    another chance, please.
    It's okay.
    It will all be over soon.
    Uh, Andrew,
    nice to meet you.
    Um, ah, Gladys.
    No, it's Glynnis.
    Okay.
    Ben?
    Oh, hey man.
    Come on in.
    Yeah. Uh... I'm...
    I'm gonna come back
    again another time.
    You sure?
    Yeah.
    Give this to her for me?
    Uh, yeah, okay.
    Thanks.
    Sorry. Should I, uh...
    Should I...
    Come on in.
    How is she doing?
    Drugs finally knocked her out.
    Right.
    She's probably got
    quite a tolerance.
    Yeah.
    Andrew and his wife
    are in the hall.
    Oh, dear. I'll go
    head 'em off.
    Okay. Do I... Right.
    Ah, hey.
    Hey.
    It's from Ray.
    The flowers are from me.
    I'm allergic.
    Why am I not surprised?
    This is also from me and Ray.
    You did it.
    We did it.
    What about his brother?
    Vancouver PD sent some guys
    to recover the body.
    I just haven't
    heard anything yet.
    Let me know.
    I'll be out in that hall
    until I know, okay?
    Okay.
    I want my mom.
    Wow. These drugs
    must be working.
    You're awake.
    What's this?
    Oh, Ray.
    He didn't bring glasses
    or ice or anything.
    Forget about it.
    You look terrible.
    Yeah. It's better than dead.
    Much better.
    Police!

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